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Whales Surfacing
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Whales Surfacing |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
Whales Song By: Noah Eaton 7/8/01 O Echo, what dost thou hath to sing today? How doth thine heart sing aloud? Reveal thine tone for us all to hear Audition this holy song proud Treasures of the sea are glorious and plentiful But the priceless fortunes come from the souls of the deep blue That triumphant vision of a whale rising it’s fins out over the waters Synonymous to the silky afterglow of a first kiss from a love so true Barnacles bellow like the spouting horn Beaconing His word from beneath the surface Silent billows of teal massage murmuring sands Bowing before Her secret purpose Calm eyes breaching through the densest of fog Hale gills perservering the coldest waters Baptizing sacred coves ere mundane neglects In the mutter of this didactic brother A whales song is this golden silence A love of freedom synchronized Atonement is but an open abyss Blessings the many cobbles splashing down into these relaxed opal eyes O Echo, of all the melodies thee hath to recite May all thine be understood There freedom be your boundless expedite Will shall serve you good |
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RSWells Member Elite
since 2001-06-17
Posts 2533 |
Beautiful! Long live the whales. I wish to witness this wonderful sight in my alloted time. |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
Oh I love this.... I grew up in a place where you could just go out on the pier and watch the whales pass... sometimes it seemed as if they would wave.. say Hello!!! I long to go on a charter and follow them for weeks.... A friend of mine did this and it WOWed her..... Thank You for sharing this write Connie |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
I've been out on whale watches to view the most mammoth of God's animal creation... and they are truly beautiful as you have so well described... but a bit frightning when the boats get to close where you feel the wake of their underbellies rubbing underneith. Wonderful. |
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